Yes, I'm Indian. No, not Chindian, not some mixed breed and certainly not Malay. Indian. I may not seem entirely Indian but I'm a true Indian at heart.
Stinky and I were at PBD last week scouting for a place to land our butts and fill our raging appetites. Suprisingly, she quipped up and said that she didn't feel like Ali Maju! How can anyone not feel like Ali Maju?! So we stared at all the other food fares available for a good five minutes and finally settled on Secret Recipe. Stinky had a chocolate something shake and an oreo cheesecake and I had water (the smell of coffee was intoxicat
ing) and a spicy chicken cornish (which is nothing more than a huge-ass curry puff)
Its one ugly looking thing as well
And it tasted as bad as it looks!
Stinky glanced at my "air kosong and karipap", shot me a look and said "You can take the girl outta the mamak but you can't take the mamak outta the girl"
You got something against mixed breeds? -.*
neway... *points* mamak girl. XD
of course not! u know as well as i do, i love interracial babies! :P
damn i sound like paedophile ugly!
hahaha! n im damn proud of it!